I've always been good at quizzes so, unsurprisingly, it was always my dream to go on University Challenge (I was that kid from Starter for Ten, though I did have a brief flirtation with Blockbusters) and, as a student, I very nearly achieved that dream - I was the reserve for my college team and, wonder of wonders, they passed the auditions and actually got on the show.

So I trundled along with the team up to Granada studios in Manchester in the hope that someone would get food poisoning and I'd graciously step into the breach and save the day. But no, they were all fine. And after that, I graduated and I thought that was that.

This is in my parents' house. Not mine.

Then one day, bored at work, I was reading a trade paper when I saw an ad asking people to apply for a spin-off called University Challenge - The Professionals and so of course I applied ...It was 2003. I was captain. I led a team of lawyers. I'd really like to say we stormed to victory, but in fact we got absolutely slaughtered. By a bunch of vicars.

Meh, I guess it's only right that God beat Mammon.

Anyway, as a kind of cathartic therapy I suppose, here for your delectation is my deathless appearance on University Challenge. Please don't laugh too much.

I still love Paxo by the way.

And I still clearly love University Challenge - I mean, look what I just bought on eBay:

University Challenge is one of only two programmes we have on series link on Sky Plus in our household. I have always loved it, always. Though I was far too scared to ever apply to go on. Anyway, I think I was at Manchester maybe during the time when they were banned for ages for being rebellious or something in the 1980s or something. That might just be an urban myth though.

Amazing. The BSG and I never miss it - never in telly history has scoring even a point been so rewarding. It was responsible for the cremation of some quite promising BBQ ribs the other week as we struggled with a music round..

Hoho- good going Ms Min!! I particularly enjoyed the differing heights of your team in the VT bit. My parents have my matriculation pic from Downing on the wall where I look like a dwarf standing next to my tall friend, and my PhD certificate amongst other 'achievements'. If I had been on a quiz team that would be on the 'wall of me' too. I suspect it's an Asian thing. Ixx

Fabulous-definitely one to keep for the grandchildren. I can remember the days when Gandi Brassgroin asked the questions and the infamous Q;What was Ghandis Christian name? to which the response came-Goosey Goosey..Sadly,Blockbusters was more on my intelligence level,we used to sit expectantly waiting for the "Can I have a P Bob?"Raised a snigger every time.

Well done for making the attempt; until you've got on a stage and tried answering questions you never really know how you'll do.

I was really good (captain of pub quiz team - trophies etc. etc.) but my abiding memory is of getting on stage and thinking literally "I mustn't let white noise take over..." during which time the question was asked and in a hysterical moment I answered "white noise". My team mates were singularly unimpressed.